darkness occupies
what blatant love denies
to fill a certain void
which i seem to enjoy
it always leaves me blind
inside a broken place
love can only heal
that which isn’t real
let me stay gone
darkness understands
gnawing on your skin
to watch blood become blood
purity hides it light
from what i’ve become
a glaring idolatry
a haunted memory
it always leaves me blind
inside a broken place
love can only heal
that which isn’t real
High-wire minimalist post-punk of the finest sort: the poetry of daily banality spit over molten guitar solos and elastic rhythms. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 20, 2017